Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Chief Luo immediately said, "You are so stubborn!"

Elder Xing: "It vanished into nothing!"

Elder Chi: "It's profitable!"

Chief Bear: "You have evil intentions!"

Hengzong: "Track, track...track?"

Hengzong was shaking his legs, chewing his fingers, his brain working rapidly.

Track, track?

Why did the difficulty skyrocket when it came to him? ?

A few large beads of cold sweat rolled down the gaps between his hair.

Meng Hu walked in front of Hengzong, and the shadow cast by his superior position fell on Hengzong's face, making him look up in confusion.

The next moment, Meng Hu swung his arm and slapped Hengzong hard in the face.

Hengzong's face was deformed by the slapping.

Wu Ya smiled slightly: "In the first round, Heng Zong lost!"

"Okay, let's start the second round!"

Patriarch Luo: "You are so conservative!"

Elder Xing: "It vanished into nothing!"

Elder Chi: "It's profitable!"

Chief Bear: "You have evil intentions!"

Hengzong: "Track, track...track? Um, damn, it's my turn to be the track again???"

Hengzong's legs were shaking so much that they were almost twitching, "Gui...Gui..."

Bang bang——!

This time, Meng Hu slapped him twice on both sides.

Blood was flowing from Hengzong's nose and mouth.

When the other elders saw his head swollen like a pig, they all covered their mouths and laughed.

Especially the chief of the cattle tribe, who did not have to participate in this competition, laughed the loudest with his hands on his hips.

Hengzong stood up suddenly, "I request to change my position! Change the words!"

Wu Ya looked at his swollen face and said, "Okay, you guys change it, and you guys can come up with the lyrics yourself."

Hengzong moved to the side and became the second from the first.

He pointed at Elder Bear beside him, and said in a threatening tone: "Old Bear, let's start with you. Speak nicely!"

Elder Xiong sat upright, and after Wu Ya started talking, he slowly uttered four words:

"To plot something bad."

Hengzong: "Track... huh?"

Hengzong's defense was broken. "I finally stopped being conservative and now you're starting over by being complicit in evil, right?"

"I am so unlucky that I have to gather all of you, a bunch of crouching dragons and phoenixes, together in this life!"

"You admit that you have to be driven like a cow or a horse in this life, right?"

"I……"

clap clap clap!

Meng Hu shook his hands and smiled coldly at Hengzong who was knocked flying.

These slaps were somewhat based on personal grudges.

Hengzong, as the master's younger brother, was the first to betray him!

The other elders and clan leaders looked at Hengzong, who was beaten half unconscious, and they all sat in their chairs and trembled.

Patriarch Luo suddenly stood up from his chair and fell to his knees with a thud:

"I, I am also willing to give away all my property!"

The other clan leaders and elders also reacted and all shouted that they wanted to give it to His Majesty the Demon King.

Ren Yi touched his chin and said, "I have seen your sincerity."

"But I also heard that you captured a lot of guards from the Mo Xiuluo family. I wonder if those monks are doing well now?"

Patriarch Luo shuddered:

"Your Majesty, rest assured. We will release the imprisoned monks immediately when we return! And we will give each of them generous gifts to express our apology!"

Ren Yi murmured: "A generous gift? Didn't we donate all our property?"

Patriarch Luo felt great pain and struggled to say:

"We still have our own magic weapons, we can use them as apology!"

Wu Ya snorted coldly: "Those monks have been captured by you for several years. Who knows if they are still alive and have been tortured?"

Chief Bear: "We imprisoned them because of their high cultivation level."

"But they are the guards of the Mo Xiuluo family. We still respect them very much. We are just imprisoning them."

Elder Xing: "And every New Year and festival, they will be served with good wine and good meat. If you don't believe it, Your Majesty can check it out one by one at that time."

Wu Ya: "That sounds nice, but didn't you occupy the Mo Xiuluo family's shop first?!"

Several elders lowered their heads and remained silent.

Ren Yi chuckled: "You didn't hurt their lives, not because you respect them."

"It's because you're afraid of being repaid later, and even more afraid of death."

"But you still have to thank yourself for your timid character, otherwise today..."

"I will definitely stew you all."

Several people were sweating profusely, their hearts pounding nervously.

I had to force a very forced smile on my face.

At this time, Hengzong stood up shakily, staring at Ren Yi with red eyes.

"Amoro Anything!"

"I've had enough!"

"After Amoro Wangul disappeared, everyone pointed the finger at me alone. God knows how much pressure I was under!"

"Why should I take the blame for his disappearance?!"

"When you ascended the throne, you only cared about enjoying yourself, but didn't think about bringing your second uncle over to enjoy the good life!"

"You have done such a ruthless thing, aren't you afraid of revenge from my descendants?"

"Aren't you afraid that the three realms will call you a tyrant who disregards blood ties and family affections?"

Suddenly, one could hear a pin drop in the entire hall.

All the elders looked at Hengzong, with only two words in their minds - it's over.

Wu Ya and Chu Yang looked at each other, wondering what Heng Zong was up to.

Ren Yi, who was sitting on the throne, laughed softly.

"Finally, have you spoken out what's in your heart?"